In the twenty-seventh year of the Da Kui calendar.
The twelfth lunar month, twenty-eight.
The winter snow has not stopped.
Leaving the river, crossing the boat.
Holding the handkerchief, he carefully wiped away the invisible dust on the paulownia harp, and brushed his fingers over the strings. There was a clanging sound, but it was extremely cold through the bones.
This is a tune that you and I know well, but I can no longer play a note.
[I cried and coded while listening to Lao Yao's "The Musical Master", which made me tear up.
[It took a full twenty-four hours, my heart was broken and stuck together again...]
[In the category column, it should be fan fiction, it is not an original story, it is an adapted lyrics. The lyrics were originally written by EDIQ Master.
[I know this song has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. If anyone who doesn't like it accidentally sees it and is ready to complain, please bring your own mouse and click the X. Thank you for your cooperation!
[There is no disrespect intended. I like this song and I am so busy that I took a round of time to finish this article.
[Finally, do you dare to read this article again if you want to sing the song "The Musical Master"? I don't believe it will make you cry.
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